"White Magic" copyright Clyde Caldwell Instead of staring at you FiestyIn The Same Place
From across the room,
I am sentenced to thinking
Of you as I look at the stars
On this cold, dark night.
I wonder what you are doing now.
It's hard to breathe without you.
I wish I knew what to do
To just survive.
At least I collect some peace
Knowing that we are both under
The same big sky.
11/17/00